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Chapter 2018 Base Camp

How could a crew-cut man give him this chance?

I saw the big hand of the flat-headed man suddenly raised, and a wave of witchcraft instantly burst out from his palm, directly trapping the ghost of the man in gray robe.

The ghost of the man in the gray robe was instantly frightened, and his eyes as he looked at the man with the crew cut were filled with horror.

"Haha... still want to run?" At this moment, the man in black trench coat sneered ghostly.

"Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang... please, please let them let go of my ghost. I don't want to disappear from this world. As long as you save my ghost, I will cooperate with you without reservation. You

Whatever you ask, I will tell you." The man in gray robe looked at Zhang Fan with pleading eyes.

The man in the gray robe knew very well that in this situation, only Zhang Fan could save him!

"Weren't you quite tough just now?" Zhang Fan looked at the man in gray robe and said calmly, "Don't you have nothing to say?"

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the man in gray robe looked embarrassed, and then said sincerely, "Mr. Zhang, I was wrong."

"You are a man who has done so many evil things. You should be exterminated and completely disappear from this world! Mr. Zhang will not care about you, you piece of shit." The man in black windbreaker snorted coldly.

"Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang...please help me!" The man in gray robe continued to grasp Zhang Fan's life-saving straw.

Zhang Fan waved his hand, and a burst of divination energy suddenly spurted out from Zhang Fan's palm, dispersing the witchcraft energy controlled by the flat-headed man, and dragged the ghost of the man in gray robe to him.

Seeing this scene, the ghost of the man in black trench coat and the man with flat hair were startled. Then, the ghost of the man in black trench coat asked: "Mr. Zhang, are you going to let his ghost go? He is a person who has done many evil things. Let's let him go."

It’s no exaggeration to say that he’s out of his wits!”

"Were you no longer a person who did many evil things during your lifetime?" Zhang Fan asked back.

"I...I..." The ghost of the man in black windbreaker was at a loss for words for a moment. Zhang Fan was a person of the same lineage as divination. Zhang Fan could tell at a glance how many evil things he had done. He couldn't defend himself even if he wanted to.

"It's not an exaggeration to let his soul fly away, but if he enters the underworld, the soldiers and ghosts of the underworld will also receive the punishment they deserve." Zhang Fan said lightly, and then turned his eyes to the man in gray robes and asked, "Say

Let’s talk about the blue blood.”

Zhang Fan saved the ghost of the man in gray robe at this time, but did not agree to the man in gray robe when he begged Zhang Fan at the beginning. There is a reason. Only when all hope is lost can people realize that there is a way to survive.

happiness.

If Zhang Fan had agreed to the request of the man in gray robe from the beginning, the ghost of the man in gray robe would have wanted more and would never be as sincere and obedient as he is now.

"Hey!" Yinhun, the man in gray robes, responded quickly, and then said, "The blue blood in my wound is not mine, but the Hanyuan tribesmen who are chasing me. There is a group of Hanyuan tribesmen in the Golden Triangle area.

They do a lot of business and are very powerful.

That year I went to the Golden Triangle area to do business and killed a Hanyuan tribesman. They chased me all the way here, but I luckily escaped.

However,

They didn't pursue me anymore after all, after all, I just killed a little Luo Luo, and it wasn't worth them to mobilize too much troops."

Hearing the words of the man in the gray robe, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. The Golden Triangle is a messy place. It belongs to the third-party zone. Whoever has the strength can have the final say. Judging from what the other party said, Han Yuan

The tribe is doing well in the Golden Triangle area.

"How many Hanyuan people are there?" Zhang Fan asked.

"At least a hundred people," the man in gray robes replied.

Zhang Fan's brows furrowed slightly. The Hanyuan clan originated from China. Zhang Fan has been out of the mountains for more than a year and has not seen many Hanyuan clan members. He did not expect that hundreds of people gathered in this place in the Golden Triangle area, and it was still the least. According to the

Judging from the current situation, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Golden Triangle area is the base camp of the Han Yuan clan.

"How much do you know about the Han Yuan clan?" Zhang Fan asked.

"The Hanyuan tribe is organized and hierarchical. They are divided into ordinary bloodlines and royal bloodlines. The highest leader of the Hanyuan tribe in the Golden Triangle area is named Ji Yuan. I don't know the rest." Yinhun, a man in gray robes, replied.

"Ji Yuan?" Zhang Fan whispered softly. Ji is a relatively ancient surname.

"Are all Hanyuan people named Ji?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.

"Some are surnamed Ji, and some are not surnamed Ji, but most of the Hanyuan people I have come into contact with are not surnamed Ji." Yinhun, the man in gray robes, replied, "I don't know much about them.

They are cruel, I am more afraid of them."

When he said the last sentence, the man in gray robe smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Zhang, do you have anything else to ask?" the man in gray robe asked ghostly.

"How strong are the four big men guarding Li Quanyou's wife and children?" Zhang Fan asked.

"They are all idle members of society that I have found. They are just relatively good at fighting. Mr. Xiao subdued them with ease." The man in gray robe said ghostly.

"Do you know about the son and daughter of the hotel owner and his wife?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.

"They two have children?" A trace of doubt flashed across the ghostly face of the man in gray robe.

The reaction of the ghost of the man in gray robe said everything, so Zhang Fan did not continue to ask further.

"Mr. Zhang, if you have nothing to ask, I will go to the underworld and won't bother you anymore." The ghost of the man in gray robe looked at Zhang Fan and smiled. He was afraid that Zhang Fan would regret it and have long nights and dreams.

"You can't use the underworld now. I'll let you go after the secret of the jade is opened." Zhang Fan continued, and then turned his attention to the ghost of the man in black windbreaker, "You can't enter the underworld now, either.

We have to wait until the secret of the jade is opened."

The entire process of using Qin Sheng's body to unlock the secrets in the jade was based on witchcraft, and Zhang Fan did not understand witchcraft.

If he encounters problems when unlocking the secret of the jade, Zhang Fan wants to solve the problem through them, so he keeps them.

Of course, it would be best not to show up, but the key is that no one can predict the future.

Later, Zhang Fan took out two small porcelain bottles from his backpack and gave the two ghosts a look. Now the two ghosts had no resistance at all, so they could only follow Zhang Fan's arrangement.

The two ghosts looked at each other with hatred, turned into two streaks of blue smoke, and got into the two small porcelain bottles.

(End of chapter)


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